Certainly was much better.It looked like she was going to finish off so i nipped back down stairs and put the kettle on, she dried and dressed then ma...e her way downstairs, i was stood in the kitchen she was wearing a light summery skirt and a short sleeve frilly sort of blouse that she hadn't done up when she walked in the kitchen, she jumped as she saw me...she said i had startled her and look at the state of her not even dressed, my MIL had lovely very sexy underwear, many a time i have. Then I felt her first upward movement. She began fucking me back. I reached down between us and circled my finger around my cock where it went inside her, rubbing her vagina mouth gently. Then I moved up and began rubbing her clitoris. The first time I touched it she jumped and that felt great. Pretty soon we were fucking like high school kids. I had released the butterfly clips from her nipples and now I was rubbing her breasts and teasing her nipples. ?Tear off the tape,? I told Les. ?I want. Continuing her journey south, taking her time licking and kissing my flat stomach, she eventually reached her prize. She then extended her tongue and in one long stroke ran it the length of my shaft along the underside, from the base to the sensitive frenulum causing me to shudder. Clearly this was a women who knew what she was doing, a woman who took pleasure in pleasing. And who was I to stop her? Using her saliva as lubrication, she gently jerked the shaft while simultaneously sucking. I watched it swirl for a moment and then commented on the superfluous lace spilling from Brant's cuffs. "I have a dress made with that same lace." Do you? It's very good quality." Brant, not being overly perceptive, did not pick up the implied insult to his manhood."Want some cream, Brant?" asked Andrew, his face very red with suppressed amusement."Yes thank you."And so the days went by. When Andrew and I weren't having tea with Brant and baiting him into making a fool of himself, we were.